Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Yung Rygie
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jay Milow
Songwriter
Baby Jay
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Yung Rygie
Producer
Lyrics
Intro
Ey x3
Ey yha x2
[Chorus:Baby Jay ]
Told em I\'m gon make it they thought a **** be Wilding(ey)
Road To Riches,careless but ya\'ll young **** yah we balling(ey x2)
Woke with poverty got tired of my stomach hurting
Sorry i can\'t take calls man im busy busy working(f*ck ey)
Told em I\'m gon make it they thought a **** be Wilding
Road To Riches,careless but ya\'ll young **** yah we balling
Woke with poverty got tired of my stomach hurting
Sorry i can\'t take calls man im busy busy working
[Verse 1: Jay Milow]
It\'s really hurting sleeping with a hungry tummy (hungry tummy)
Took this as a motivation ain\'t nobody buddy (nobody buddy)
N*ggars acting funny I won\'t mind the trash they talking (Trash they talking)
N*ggars acting funny I won\'t mind the trash they talking
But I finna make it big
Had to go to the street
And find something to eat
Providing for the fam
I\'m heading to the stu
Try\'na to connect the dots
Came out from the dust
Now look out where I am now
She don\'t like it when I\'m balling
Hit it from the back
Now she\'s screaming like a freak but I like it anyway
B*tch I\'m bust out
Catching fumes room looking cloudy
And she puffing and passing
I\'m joining
Now she high G
[Chorus:Baby Jay ]
Told em I\'m gon make it they thought a **** be Wilding(ey)
Road To Riches,careless but ya\'ll young **** yah we balling(ey x2)
Woke with poverty got tired of my stomach hurting
Sorry i can\'t take calls man im busy busy working(f*ck ey)
Told em I\'m gon make it they thought a **** be Wilding
Road To Riches,careless but y\'all young **** yah we balling
Woke with poverty got tired of my stomach hurting
Sorry i can\'t take calls man im busy busy working
[Bridge : Jay Milow]
On the road
All this n*ggars try\'na reach us
(Reach us)
Never find me slagging to the riches
(To the riches)
F*ck this n*ggars I don\'t really care about y\'all
(About y\'all)
Told y\'all one I finna make it through
(Ya x3)
[Verse 2: Baby Jay]
I\'m really try\'na to make out the trenches(for real)
On my way to the riches(for real)
Who said I give a fuck coz I don\'t bra ...
ey
I can\'t hear sh*t you saying (Bla bla bla)
**** pulling up with assumptions(what the f****ck)
I just Hop in the covid then I\'m out
Yha,yha
I\'be with couple of killers
A couple of dealers
You can call me Pablo Escobar
And your shawdy man she up in my Dm asking for a zani bar
Come with me Baby girl yeah let\'s go to mars
I got blunts, I got wash,I got everything you need
Baby You know that I\'m the plug
Hey
[Chorus:Baby Jay ]
Told em I\'m gon make it they thought a **** be Wilding(ey)
Road To Riches,careless but ya\'ll young **** yah we balling(ey x2)
Woke with poverty got tired of my stomach hurting
Sorry i can\'t take calls man im busy busy working(f*ck ey)
Told em I\'m gon make it they thought a **** be Wilding
Road To Riches,careless but ya\'ll young **** yah we balling
Woke with poverty got tired of my stomach hurting
Sorry i can\'t take calls man im busy busy working
Written by: Baby Jay, Jay Milow
